Originally posted on Goodreads January 13th 2013.
Germany, 1945. The Third Reich is on its knees as Allied forces bomb Berlin to break the last resistance. Yet on an airfield near Berlin, the battle is far from over for a young mechanic, Felix, who’s attached to a squadron of fighter pilots. He’s especially attached to fighter ace Baldur Vogt, a man he admires and secretly loves. But there’s no room for love at the end of the world, never mind in Nazi Germany.
When Baldur narrowly cheats death, Felix pulls him from his plane, and the pilot makes his riskiest move yet. He takes a few days’ leave to recover, and he takes Felix with him. Away from the pressures of the airfield, their bond deepens, and Baldur shows Felix the kind of brotherhood he’d only ever dreamed of before.
But there’s no escaping the war, and when they return, Baldur joins the fray again in the skies over Berlin. As the Allies close in on the airfield where Felix waits for his lover, Baldur must face the truth that he is no longer the only one in mortal danger.
World War II fantasy love story between two men.
That’s the shortest summary I can think of for this lovely little novella. I don’t know enough about planes and I’ve mostly forgotten the details of war I learned on my history lessons to really gripe about the historical accuracy, but the weekend holiday, the family gamekeeper connections, and the ending did stretch my suspend disbelief abilities. That’s why there’s the word fantasy in my nine word summary.
And as the story didn’t wow me, three stars.